Le Zhi's condition was not very good. After diagnosis, the doctor believed that in addition to fever, depression and anxiety were also the main causes of the illness.

"The mood swings can't be so high. The child has been sick for such a long time. You should know this." The doctor wrote the medical records in his hand and said to Song Jin and Lin Rong, "When I came here, the cyanosis of the nails was not gone. It was severe. You are the father.

Mom, please pay more attention to your child's psychology. For a disease like asthma, psychological care is sometimes more important than physical care."

Both of them couldn't help but nod. Lin Rong's heart ached when she heard the words "depression". She never imagined that such a word could be associated with Le Zhishi.

Le Zhishi was living in the hospital. During this period, Lin Rong didn't open a shop. She went to guard it every day. She almost didn't go home at night and slept on the small spring bed in the ward. Song Yu came and wanted to change with her, but she also urged her to go back.

The school is busy with graduation matters.

It was like going back to childhood. This feeling was particularly familiar to Le Zhi. Lin Rong would cut out the fruits while talking to him, cutting apples and pears into the shape of little rabbits, and cutting pineapples into small pieces.

He cut it into a small fan and peeled the red pomelo. Before he knew it, he made a fruit plate, put a small fork on it and placed it in front of Le Zhishi.

Because Lin Rong was with him, he didn't hate being hospitalized when he was a child, he just didn't like the smell of the hospital.

In the past, Lin Rong would watch anime with Le Zhishi in the ward, but the anime that Le Zhishi liked were all juvenile comics. Lin Rong always picked out the emotional lines in them, and asked him from time to time if this boy and that girl were a couple.

? Do they like each other?

When they were young, Le Zhishi always said solemnly that they had no time to fall in love, they had to become strong.

Nowadays, Le Zhishi spends more time watching TV series with Lin Rong. When she gets excited, she will make a sound of admiration like a little girl, and then say to Le Zhishi, your Uncle Song will not do such bells and whistles.

But he is still very gentle.

During the few days they were hospitalized, an idol drama was playing on the TV in the ward, and the two of them often watched it while eating snacks.

When she saw the hero creating a surprise for the heroine, Lin Rong bit off a sweet potato fries, held the remaining half in her hand, and stared at the TV to ask her questions.

"Is my brother romantic?"

She said this with the same natural tone as when she complained about Uncle Song.

But Le Zhishi was confused. In the past two days, they opened up and talked a lot, but almost tacitly avoided the details of their relationship. Le Zhishi was afraid that speaking out would make Lin Rong sad.

He didn't expect Lin Rong to ask suddenly, and thought he heard wrongly.

Seeing that Le Zhi didn't respond, Lin Rong turned her face again and looked at him with an "I knew it" expression, "Brother is not very good at falling in love, right?"

Le Zhi's face became hot again, and his tongue began to get knotted, "Ah, my...brother..."

Lin Rong laughed and said, "Look, you are so scared. He is bullying you. You have to tell me when he bullies you."

"No, no." Le Zhishi was so panicked that he almost knocked over the fruit plate on the quilt. He quickly held it back, and then explained to Lin Rong with red ears, "My brother is very good. He is very gentle and romantic..."

"Really?" Lin Rong looked very gossipy, "I can't tell at all!"

Seeing this expression, Le Zhishi seemed to be a little inspired, searching for evidence that could convince Lin Rong, "Really, my brother is very romantic. He will bring me small gifts every time he goes out to do homework."

"Really?" Lin Rong nodded, "As expected of my son. What gift can I bring you?"

"Stones." Le Zhishi added, "Very expensive stones."

Lin Rong burst out laughing. Seeing Le Zhi's confused face, she felt even more funny, "My dear, it's you. No one else would find Song Yu romantic."

Le Zhishi blinked a few times quickly and argued hard, "Aunt Rong, the stone he gave is really beautiful. He picked it up himself. I will bring it back to you next time. He also gave it to me.

Himawari, he’s always there for me every time I need him.”

"I think he didn't pick up rocks, he picked up a treasure." Lin Rong ate the remaining half of the sweet potato fries, "Oh, to be precise, his dad picked it up for him."

An advertisement started playing on the TV. Lin Rong was about to change the channel when she heard Le Zhishi say, "And no one will write that kind of letter like my brother..."

Lin Rong's hand pressed on the remote control paused, and a small pain surged in her heart. She was silent for a few seconds, then smiled, "Yes, only people who love you very much would do this. Especially someone like my brother.

It is difficult for people who have been lacking everything since childhood to have what they want. Once you have it, it should be difficult to let it go. He has worked hard to suppress himself, I understand..."

She turned her face and touched Le Zhishi's hair, "I said a lot in front of you before that I asked my brother to find a girlfriend. You must have been very sad at that time."

Le Zhishi shook his head subconsciously at first, but he couldn't deceive Lin Rong.

"I don't really want to do anything, I just feel that my brother is very lonely." Lin Rong smiled, "I feel relieved now."

"But..." Le Zhishi said with some difficulty, "We can't get married, and there won't be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Rong said carelessly, "Why can't we get married? We can have a wedding in Yanghe Qizhe's yard. The marriage certificate is just a piece of paper. Back then, your dad and I were not..."

She said it smoothly, then quickly changed her words, "Your Uncle Song and I, we both ran away. Your dad drove us to a small garden. When we got married, it was just the three of us. He was the witness."

I took out a crumpled piece of paper and read a bunch of nonsense words. Even the ring was bought with money from your father."

As she said that, Lin Rong lowered her head and smiled, "It's funny. I was not afraid of anything at that time, so I followed Song Jin wholeheartedly. I wanted to get the certificate but I didn't have a household registration book, so Le Yi wrote one by hand. It took a long time before I could

When I actually received the certificate, I didn’t feel that it was that new, it was not as good as what your father wrote.”

Listening to Lin Rong's words, Le Zhi seemed to be able to see that scene and wanted to meet his father at that time.

"None of this is important." Lin Rong brought the topic back, "Besides, I don't want to take care of children anymore. Once I have children, I will be a grandma. God, I can't imagine it." She touched her face, "I

I still feel very young. I don’t want to be a grandma.”

I was amused by her when I learned about it.

"But in the future, life will be very stable..." Lin Rong touched his arm, "You can adopt children. There are too many poor children in the world. If you adopt one, you can save one."

Le Zhishi lowered his eyebrows and felt uneasy. In the past, he had imagined many possibilities after the showdown with Song Yu's parents, but his expectations were not very good. He never imagined that he would be sitting here, listening to Lin Rong

He teases and comforts them, and even plans their future life for them.

He put the fruit plate aside, leaned over and leaned on Lin Rong's shoulders obediently, hugging her, his movements full of dependence. Lin Rong also hugged him, using the warm and soft scent of her perfume

When she wrapped her arms around Le Zhi, she said to him very seriously, "Please stay with your brother. He loves you very much and can't live without you. We know it now."

"We love you too, so don't think about leaving anymore, okay?"

Le Zhishi nodded and said yes. After a long time, he said with difficulty: "Aunt Rong, I can't live without you. I also love you and uncle very much."

It's always hard to talk about love between family members.

On the one hand, it feels heavy, and on the other hand, it feels pretentious. It seems that life should be a little more tacky, like the pace of continuous advancement, falling solidly to the ground. But three meals a day, four seasons throughout the year, and every inch of time that passes is engraved with

traces of love.

In the evening, Song Yu came, just as Lin Rong was going back to bring marshmallows and oranges for physical examination, and the two of them changed shifts.

There was no one else in the single ward. Song Yu came in with a bouquet of flowers and gently closed the door. When he saw Le Zhi, he was sitting on the bed wearing headphones and writing coursework in a notebook. The air conditioner in the room was turned on very warmly.

A loose hospital gown was put on him, revealing a slender neck with a pale complexion. His brown hair that reached the jawline was pulled up and tied halfway back, with only a strand of soft, curved hair still falling on his face.

He typed on the keyboard very lightly, and pursed his lips when he was concentrating, which was very cute.

Song Yu took out a white snow mountain rose, raised his hand and threw it on the hospital bed. It fell into Le Zhishi's arms without hesitation. He looked at the sudden appearance of the flower with some confusion, picked it up, and looked forward in confusion before looking

Song Yu stood in front of him, wearing a plaid coat and no glasses. He held a large white bouquet in one hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Le Zhishi raised her face and smiled at him, "You look like you are going to a wedding."

When Song Yu walked to the bed and handed the flowers to Le Zhi, he seemed to be explaining something, "This is the only beautiful bunch in the flower shop, so I bought it casually."

But this doesn't look casual at all. In the light-colored gauze paper are snow-white roses, off-white ranunculus, freesia and baby's breath, which look like a wedding bouquet and are also very suitable for the pure white hospital room. Lucky Shi

She liked it very much, so she stretched out a hand to touch Song Yu's wrist, but Song Yu held it back.

Looking down at the purple pinholes on the back of Le Zhishi's hand, Song Yu rubbed it lightly with his fingertips and interlocked with his fingers.

"Good news or better news, which one do you want to hear?"

"Okay." Le Zhishi did not hesitate, "I will save the better ones for last."

Song Yu held his hand and said, "I don't need to postpone my graduation. Professor Zhang promised that he would not delay my graduation because of personal matters and follow the normal procedures, and I will not have to work in his group from now on. I have officially joined Professor He.

It’s a group.”

Le Zhi happily hugged Song Yu and put his arm around him, "Great, I've been worried about your graduation. Now it's fine. There's no need to change the topic." He also had some questions, "Why is Teacher Zhang so happy?"

Did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Zhang Siyun did it." Song Yu touched Le Zhishi's back, "She knew that Lao Zhang took me with my graduation card and thought he was despicable, so she threatened him with returning to the United States, and by the way, she got back her freedom of love and marriage.

Initiative.”

Le Zhishi whispered in admiration, "As expected of her."

"And she found a date at the speed of light." Song Yu simply described, "He is an international student from Spain."

Le Zhishi let out another wow, his eyes lit up, and soon he was hit rudely by Song Yu, "What are you excited about?"

"I'm not excited."

"Your eyes are bright." Song Yu raised his eyebrows.

Le Zhi leaned against him and explained to him in a low voice with a cold nasal voice: "I'm just curious about what it looks like..."

"It's not as pretty as you, don't look at it." Song Yu brought the flowers to the table for him and pulled up the quilt.

"There's another piece of good news?" Le Zhishi hadn't forgotten it yet and grabbed Song Yu's sleeve, "The better one."

Song Yu also put his hand back into the quilt. The early winter twilight shined through the glass window, making Le Zhishi's skin transparent. The tiny down hair on his face was vaguely visible, as well as his pair of light brown pupils.

As clear as amber.

"Yesterday, dad took me to visit Uncle Le's grave."
To be continued...